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It was on the third century, our brothers went west across Greece

Threatening Delphi's place, to burn Apollo's Sanctuary

We attacked the Romans before the Uprising but we failed

Apollo was by their side invoking thunderstorms at dawn.

Breno fell down, killed himself with wine and laid on the battleground

Our men were slain by the winter's frost

But we shall never surrender

The birth of Galatia, Pérgamus will pay

We will be back!

And we will take revenge

After many battles we made our way to the North

Anatolia was our path and Kizil's river our home

But my brothers were too strong to give up and lose hope

We will fight in Ankara's name to take down The City of Rome

One night they came to kill us all and declared the Galatian War

Swords stained with our people's blood

Deiotarus, you won't get that far

The rage of Galatians, Caesar, come and fight!

Now we are back!

Together we stand